Chapter Ninety-Nine: On the Exercise of Meditation
"What are you talking about? Galen asked me to be in charge of liaising with him?" Hearing Cynthia's feedback, Drummond's face was like ashes, and he was a picket teacher in the discipline department, and he was to be kneaded at will by a freshman in his hand, and it felt desolate to think about it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"You don't want to be a villain in the belly of a gentleman," looking at Drummond's expression, Cynthia couldn't guess Drummond's inner world, "The realm of others is much higher than yours, and it is for the sake of everyone who comes from the same class to send this credit to you." ”
Hearing Cynthia say this, Drummond immediately felt a little embarrassed, he was higher and older than Galen, but the means he used to do things were more inferior, he thought that the two of them had formed a mortal feud like this, but he didn't expect Galen to give such a big gift.
"I did a bad job this time," Drummond saw sweat on his forehead, Cynthia and Galen, both of whom were younger and lower than him, but they were more atmospheric, which made him convinced. "Why don't you take the lead in building an organization, Cynthia, we specialize in recruiting members from the lower classes, and everyone supports each other. ”
"A regiment of turret mages has already become the target of public criticism, making the atmosphere in the academy tense, and you still want to make another street rat that everyone shouts and beats?" Cynthia shook her head, her identity was somewhere between a student and a teacher, so she wasn't as afraid of Drummond as the other students. "Senior, you should know that we people don't have any backstage and power, and if we really want to become an organization, I'm afraid we will be pulled out directly and used as cannon fodder for the Fort Mage Regiment. ”
Hearing Cynthia say this, Drummond had no choice but to give up, but Galen's action successfully aroused a sense of class identity in his heart, and he also planned to come forward to help students from the same class to do something when the time was right.
"Cynthia, since you have this opinion, I don't force it, but it's best to collect as much as possible a list of such students in the academy, and if I come across it in the future, it will be convenient to do things. ”
"I understand what the senior means, Galen still has something to do, so I'll leave first. Cynthia nodded in acceptance of Drummond's command, and then took her leave.
Mental training requires quietness, and Galen's dorm and studio are not suitable for this, and Cynthia's yoga room has become a must-visit place for Galen these days, which makes him the most envied person by Kenan and Carl.
"Now you have to lay down your body, take deep breaths, and exhale all the turbid air out of your body. Cynthia sat on the floor with her eyes slightly closed. This is her instructing Galen in meditation, as she discovers that Galen has not yet done even one successful meditation.
Every time he did the visualization, he did it in his sleep, and this is an extremely serious problem, which means that Galen has been doing unconscious visualization, and the reason why his mental power is uncontrollable is that the means of visualization are dreams and not meditation, and at the most fundamental level, Galen lacks the means of initiative.
"Now relax your chest and abdomen, breathe at a slower rate, inhale slowly, exhale slowly. In order not to disturb Galen's thoughts, Cynthia's tone slowed as much as she could. "Don't push yourself and slowly empty your mind. ”
The movement of breathing was easily controlled by Galen, meeting Cynthia's requirements, but it was not so easy to empty his mind, after the body was still, Galen's mind began to appear all kinds of thoughts, not only the pharmacy knowledge learned during this time, but also the business accounts of the studio, the number of raw materials collected each day, the production and sales of finished products, and the number of consumers in which sector.
The strings of numbers seem to be written on the eyelids, and they will not disappear as they shake around in front of their eyes. This process consumed a lot of Galen's experience, and he tried hard to erase the numbers on his eyelids, but there was too much knowledge in his mind, and after erasing the knowledge in front of him, the knowledge about chemical engineering and biochemistry that had been around for a long time came out, and the helpless Galen had to catch this knowledge like a grasshopper and put it back in the cage little by little.
By the time he had done these things, he was already sweating on his forehead, and his breathing had become a little heavy.
"Then you call out the visualization scene for yourself," Cynthia hurriedly activated her mental power and unleashed a spell of charm to appease the humanoid creatures. With the help of this spell and the soothing of mental power, Galen's already excited nerves slowly quieted down.
"You said there was a forest in that scene, can you see a leaf in it now?" In view of Galen's strong mental power, Cynthia did not dare to use her spiritual power to probe his inner world, but he tried to form the tentacles of his spiritual power, and gently probed into Galen's body to monitor the fluctuations of spiritual power in his mind.
As Cynthia guided, he could see a silver-gray leaf, a scene that Galen hadn't noticed before, he just remembered that there was a forest, and it was unknown what trees were in this forest, what kind of state they were in, whether there were leaves on the branches, and what creatures were around.
"See, what kind of leaf is that?" Sensing that Galen's mental power was very calm at this time, and began to fluctuate regularly, Cynthia judged from her own experience that this was entering a visualization scene.
"What kind of ......" Galen didn't know how to answer Cynthia's question, what kind of tree is this, what kind of leaves should this tree look like, Galen has no answers to these questions, and he has never even thought about it.
All of a sudden, the leaves became blurry, and Galen's mental power fluctuated irregularly all of a sudden.
"Don't be like this, be quiet," a strange force was constantly tearing at the silver-gray leaf, and Cynthia felt Galen's mental power fluctuate violently, and hurriedly used her mental power tentacles to comfort him.
But he didn't expect that although Galen's spiritual power was very rough to control, but in terms of the majesty and wildness of the momentum, it really made Cynthia a little uncontrollable, and after a while, a violent storm tore off Cynthia's outstretched mental power tentacles.
"Don't bother with that leaf anymore, think about that quiet lake!" Galen's mental power was too wild, and Cynthia didn't dare to use her own spiritual power too much, so she decided to use external assistance at this time.